Ice Sword Mage Unites the World - The Boy, the world's most powerful magician, enrolls in the School of Magic

The Far East battle began.

This war certainly played a big role for me. The shaking of people's emotions. And the chaos that comes out of it. That is all that leads to the world truth "Arkasha".

I want to know.

I know what I was born for.

Why does it exist in this world?

I would be willing to sacrifice anything for that.

The Seven Sages began their activities as Seven-Saige and sent them to their respective battlefields. Among them, Fear and others seem to be the type that feels delighted with the killing, creating a greater chaos.

The Seven Sages, other than me, think of themselves as special. But I couldn't think of myself as special. No, on the surface, I understand that it is a chosen existence. Above all, it teaches me the essence of my magic.

The essence is a modification of the event. You can manipulate everything at will by interfering with any physical phenomena, concepts, etc. that exist in this world. There was no way to create or create humans that would only kill on the battlefield. All ideals can be realized as-is.

That was my ability.

Even with this ability, I was afraid of myself. How can you use such a strange force? Why do people around us use magic as a matter of course?

I stared at the battlefield with no end to my doubts. It was Lydia Einsworth that came up. They've already begun to be called heroes, and they're doing endless activities, and I don't care about the end of this war. Which wins and which loses are just a few things.

What is needed is to create enough shaking to reach the world truth "Arkasha".

The presence of Ray was also confirmed. Growing Ray was overwhelming. His presence was only of interest to me. A rare being said to be born alone in a thousand years.

It is no longer natural for him to have such an overwhelming strength. I wasn't surprised. At the same time, I was looking forward to seeing Ray one day. Ray's presence is also necessary to get to the world truth, Arkasha.

Because he is the only person in this world who can interfere with the world truth "Arkasha".

And as the Far East battle progressed, my people died. The Seven Sages are a group of magicians, and cannot be inferior to the seven major magicians who use magic. I'm sure that's what I was thinking. With such shallow thoughts, he defeats and dies.

I had nothing in particular to think about.

It's superficial to me when it comes to companions. Whoever created the shake in this world and added to the chaos could have done it.

Finally, I met Ray.

The shakes created by the Far East battle never reached the critical world truth of Arkasha. However, it has reached an infinitely close position. If we kill Ray... if we can kill him by then, if we can deprive him of his ability as the saint "Kraut"... I can know everything about the world.

I no longer hesitated to kill my real brother ─ ─.

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"Really... ahh. Yes, I was always alone. That's right... I thought Ray would understand, but it's also the thinking of the weak... ah... that's right...! I will kill Ray and prove myself by killing everything in the world!! I'll get the world of peace!!!

A turquoise stream overflowing with black.

It is all composed of zero mass "Acacic Material". I was aware of the essence of my brother's abilities in the battle I've been fighting. My brother's essence is the alteration of events. Able to manipulate all events as you wish. But maybe it's the original magic or magic way.

Should I say that in his case he specializes in all of them?

I don't specialize in one of the seven major magicians. My brother encompasses all of it. You can say that it is the opposite of my return. In the first place, magic and magic embody a person's image. There's the process, and the results are the same.

However, it is said that all of its magic and magic are preserved in the world truth "Arkasha". We magicians are not producing anything from nothing. It's just producing what already exists.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!

Holding his head down, he makes a crazy strange noise. The overflowing zero-mass "Acacic Material" will not stop. As it all overflows around my brother, this pure white world gradually becomes dominated by darkness.

It's all about killing me. Perhaps if you touch one of those particles, you will die in a daze. That's the overwhelming mass there.

"Ray!!! I will definitely kill you!!!

At last, a clear intention of killing will attack me. The overflowing particles are approaching as if they had the will. In other words, should it be called the wave of the zero mass "Acacic Material"?

However, even the zeroth mass "Acacic Material" has anti-material "Anti-Materials" codes. It's not just the substances that exist in this world. The world truth, Arkasha, has two codes: a material code and an antimaterial code, which are also reflected in this world.

A feeling of discomfort about a paranormal phenomenon. That's what the Master mentioned, but that's what happened. The world is one behind the other.

What you create and what you return.

Maybe that's the essence of the world.

"... it's over now"

No matter how magical it may be, it will never reach me again. I'm the one who gives everything back. Reversing it and returning it to its original state was the ability given to the saint "Croitz".

Reduction.

Perhaps being able to interfere with the world truth "Arkasha" means reversing the world. The world truth, Arkasha, created the world today. Then it needs to be reversed in order to reach the world truth "Arkasha".

My brother said it was a shake, but what's at the root is a return.

"Leiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!

A dark world under attack.

If you swallow it, it's over, but I have the ability to restore everything back to its original state.

Squeeze your right hand. Determine the coordinates to be targeted and understand the flow of the Zero Mass "Acoustic Material". I can feel everything in this world just by looking at it.

And then I activated my underlying magic.

"─ ─ Origin Restoration"

Moments.

The world that was dominated by darkness gradually faded into pure white. No, that's not all. The pure white world went back even further, and we were back on the battlefield. The surroundings were full of screams and anger.

The world was just dominated by black and red until it was mad. Coming back to reality, I slowly advance to my fallen brother in front of me.

Parallax and particles dance every time you step forward. At the same time, there are marks of cracks from the body and bleeding. Bleeding appeared from both eyes and her vision was red. Probably because he used abilities beyond his own limits, self-destructing has begun.

Reduction.

I activated it with unlimited force. I restored all the chaos my brother had created on the battlefield so far. There was a will there. Interfered in a world made up of sorrow, crying, anger, murder, and a variety of negative emotions.

Having intervened in the will of tens of thousands of people, I may not be able to use magic as well as magic anymore.

But that's fine.

I don't care what happens to me if this sad war comes to an end.

"Niisan"

My brother lying on the ground was in worse shape than I was. Self-destruction is progressing differently from mine. [M] It was magic that was meant to kill me, but it all came back to me. The recoil must have all come at once.

I knew this would happen, and I destroyed my brother's world.

My heart remained cold. Even though my real brother was dying, I remained calm. Maybe I can't... live as a decent person anymore.

"Les... come..."

Hugh shook his throat and he called my name.

"Brother, let's get this over with."

"Ah... ah... after all... I didn't get it...?"

I stretched out my hand slowly and bled more and more every time I let out my pleasure voice. It won't help anymore.

It was my brother who wanted everything and arrived at it at the expense of everything.

"Ah... but that's right... I'm... relieved..."

"Peace of mind?"

Why are you so relieved that you're dying soon? Then my brother says something unexpected.

"... you don't have to be scared anymore... Death can be a salvation... I sought everything and tried to find out about the world... but on the other hand, I was... satisfied with the end..."

"Death is salvation?

"Yes... at the same time as I wanted to know everything... I would have allowed death... if you would have killed me... I would have wanted it..."

Are you going to kill me and get to the world truth, Arkasha, or are you going to finish everything by being killed by me? This battle was either way for my brother...

He's a real cheat.

Slowly kneel next to my brother. Then he stretched out his bloody hand on my cheek.

"Farewell... Ray... it's already gone..."

My hands are slowly lowered. The pulse has stopped and the pupils are completely dilated. I slapped my hand and lowered my brother's eyelid.

Oh, yeah.

Everything, everything is over.

There will be no more fighting. It's over. Say it's over... my heart is as empty as hell.

Nothing, nothing is filled.

Stand up and look back.

The flames of Guren burn everywhere.

In addition, there is a huge amount of red on the ground.

There is no contrast in the scenery.

It was just like a mad rose and a burning guren eroding the world.

Without standing on many corpses, the sight is simply beautiful and somewhere mysterious....

It was a fantastic and horrible sight to think so.

Hell's battlefield is over.

He left us many scars ─ ─.